Thursday, December 16, 2010

Today is my birthday* and the last of my 20's which doesn't really bother me or seem significant. I'm lucky enough to have an eclectic group of friends and coworkers who throw the "traditional milestones" that define my age out the window. Some friends are older, single, have successful careers, and enjoy life like they are fresh out of college. A few of them are starting families well into their 30's and early 40's. Other friends are younger, raising large, happy families but haven't really started their intended careers. And then there are friends who are in one of those categories but wish they were in the other.

Essentially, I know some respectable "twentysomethings" who fit my childhood perception of "thirty/fortysomethings" and vice versa. And neither path is "right" or "wrong", just different. As such, age really means nothing to me. As long as you are happy with life and where it takes you then age is but a number.

And for something that doesn't bother me much, I've already wasted two paragraphs on the subject. Time to put it away, enjoy my new birthday cartoons/clothes/candy and look forward to another fantastic year with friends and family!